Our Poetical Favorites: A Selection from the Best Minor Poems of the English Language, First SeriesJames R. Osgood and Company, 1881 - 494 страници |
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... grave . A tender longing , full of gracious pain , A want more rich than wealth possessed before , Delicious rumors rife in heart and brain , And rosy warmths that flush me more and more : BLUE - BEARD . A sense of incompleteness , new ...
... grave . A tender longing , full of gracious pain , A want more rich than wealth possessed before , Delicious rumors rife in heart and brain , And rosy warmths that flush me more and more : BLUE - BEARD . A sense of incompleteness , new ...
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... together . A youth and maiden , heeding not The woods which round them brightened , Just conscious of each other's thoughts , Half happy and half frightened . Grave were their brows , and few their words , James Russell Lowell 464.
... together . A youth and maiden , heeding not The woods which round them brightened , Just conscious of each other's thoughts , Half happy and half frightened . Grave were their brows , and few their words , James Russell Lowell 464.
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A Selection from the Best Minor Poems of the English Language, First Series. Grave were their brows , and few their words , And coarse their garb , and simple ; The maiden's very cheek seemed shy To own its worldly dimple . For stern the ...
A Selection from the Best Minor Poems of the English Language, First Series. Grave were their brows , and few their words , And coarse their garb , and simple ; The maiden's very cheek seemed shy To own its worldly dimple . For stern the ...
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... grave ever ; Blessing shall hallow it Never , O never ! Eleu loro Never , O never ! SIR WALTER SCOTT . The Tears I Shed must ever Fall . HE tears I shed must ever fall : THE I mourn not for an absent swain ; For thoughts may past ...
... grave ever ; Blessing shall hallow it Never , O never ! Eleu loro Never , O never ! SIR WALTER SCOTT . The Tears I Shed must ever Fall . HE tears I shed must ever fall : THE I mourn not for an absent swain ; For thoughts may past ...
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... for Hafiz - glorious Persian ! Keats , with buoyant , gay diversion Mocking Schiller's grave immersion ; Oh for wreathed Anacreon ! AURUM POTABILE . Yet enough to have the living — 98 OUR POETICAL FAVORITES . Atlantic, Aurum Potabile.
... for Hafiz - glorious Persian ! Keats , with buoyant , gay diversion Mocking Schiller's grave immersion ; Oh for wreathed Anacreon ! AURUM POTABILE . Yet enough to have the living — 98 OUR POETICAL FAVORITES . Atlantic, Aurum Potabile.
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Страница 391 - Yet not to thine eternal resting-place Shalt thou retire alone — nor couldst thou wish Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Страница 390 - TO him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language : for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty ; and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.
Страница 84 - The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious fool Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule She rode with round the terrace— all and each Would draw from her alike the approving speech, Or blush, at least.
Страница 130 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden, saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Страница 228 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease; Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Страница 178 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep,...
Страница 225 - Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Страница 62 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath. That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Страница 309 - Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when...
Страница 402 - Society, friendship, and love, Divinely bestowed upon man, Oh, had I the wings of a dove, How soon would I taste you again ! My sorrows I then might assuage In the ways of religion and truth, Might learn from the wisdom of age, And be cheered by the sallies of youth. Religion ! what treasure untold Resides in that heavenly word ! More precious than silver and gold, Or all that this earth can afford.